My Love


Blurry seems the world in your presence
Love begins to sprinkle its essence
Gushing blood, throbbing heart
Me the canvas, love is the art
Time ceases, musics play
Something cosmic making its way
Adrenal rush or something else?
'It's love', my heart tells
Then in my mind this feeling grows
My love is like a red-red rose.

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